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... masters , I have shewed you what warrant I haue for this attempt ; I perceive by your heauy countenances , you had rather be otherwise imployed , and for my owne part , A wrathfull doome , and most unluckie fate : I would the King had ...
... masters , I have shewed you what warrant I haue for this attempt ; I perceive by your heauy countenances , you had rather be otherwise imployed , and for my owne part , A wrathfull doome , and most unluckie fate : I would the King had ...
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... masters , I have show'd you what warrant I have for this attempt . Vgl . Einleitung pag . X. 5 ) to say = sprechen . little versteht Hubert adjectivisch von der Jugend und Kleinheit Arthur's , Arthur selbst adverbial von dem geringen ...
... masters , I have show'd you what warrant I have for this attempt . Vgl . Einleitung pag . X. 5 ) to say = sprechen . little versteht Hubert adjectivisch von der Jugend und Kleinheit Arthur's , Arthur selbst adverbial von dem geringen ...
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... master that doth tarre 28 him on . All things that you should use to do me wrong , Deny their office : only you do lack That mercy which fierce fire and iron extends , Creatures of note for mercy - lacking uses . 29 Hub . Well , see to ...
... master that doth tarre 28 him on . All things that you should use to do me wrong , Deny their office : only you do lack That mercy which fierce fire and iron extends , Creatures of note for mercy - lacking uses . 29 Hub . Well , see to ...
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... master , no man else . Sal . This is the prison . What is he lies here ? [ Seeing ARTHUR . Pem . O death , made proud with pure and princely beauty ! 8 The earth had not a hole to hide this deed . 8 Sal . Murder , as hating what himself ...
... master , no man else . Sal . This is the prison . What is he lies here ? [ Seeing ARTHUR . Pem . O death , made proud with pure and princely beauty ! 8 The earth had not a hole to hide this deed . 8 Sal . Murder , as hating what himself ...
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... master , God omnipotent , Is mustering in his clouds on our behalf Armies of pestilence ; and they shall strike Your children yet unborn , and unbegot , That lift your vassal hands against my head , And threat the glory of my precious ...
... master , God omnipotent , Is mustering in his clouds on our behalf Armies of pestilence ; and they shall strike Your children yet unborn , and unbegot , That lift your vassal hands against my head , And threat the glory of my precious ...
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Page 63 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 100 - Tis not due yet: I would be loath to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then? No. What is honour? A word. What is that word honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! Who hath it? He that died o
Page 68 - Have you the heart ? When your head did but ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had, a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you? and, Where lies your grief...
Page 94 - This story shall the good man teach his son ; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England, now a-bed, Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here ; And hold their manhoods cheap, whiles any speaks That fought with us upon saint...
Page 30 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor...
Page 23 - I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyoked humour of your idleness. Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wondered at By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.
Page 24 - So, when this loose behaviour I throw off, And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am By so much shall I falsify men's hopes; And like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation, glittering o'er my fault, Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes Than that which hath no foil to set it off. I'll so offend to make offence a skill, Redeeming time when men think least I will.
Page 72 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.